Author page: Chol

Shazia Ashraf reviews our production Worlds Apart …

POSTED MARCH 9, 2015 BY CHOL THEATRE Chol Theatre, Common Wealth, Creative Scene, Gomersal’s Red House Museum, Aisha Zia, Evie Manning, Bronte, young South Asian Females. Phew! Before any other description you’re already bowled over with the immensity of Worlds Apart. You know you’re in for a treat! …And I wasn’t left disappointed. After only a couple of days of writing and rehearsals, Red House…

Environmental Devastation

“She seems like a very happy young girl looking forward to a bright and wonderful future. So nice to see!” Leader of the free world. Only it’s not, is it. Free I mean. We’ve carved it up, shaped it, manipulated its uses for our gain. Now she’s fighting back. This human activity busying itself that they’ve failed to notice. Great grey smog…

Exams

It’s that time again. My parents arguing all the time over nothing but my grades at school, like the grades define who I truly am. My parents want me to become a doctor when truthfully I just want to write music. But no. I have to get an actual job. So my grades have to be top notch otherwise I’m going to…

Toxic Politics

Trust him, trust her, trust me. It’s a heavy word, trust, almost as though the letters get stuck in between your fingers, like glue, the one like when you’re a kid that sticks and you peel it off. The staged lighting, the bright white teeth, the stare and smile straight into camera, tinges of foundation makeup radiating at the edge of their…

Failure

I’m two different people. One at work, one at home. At work, I give advice and help individuals with their problems. Understanding and appreciating their struggles with an open mind and an open heart.  Although, when I get home, I let myself go. You can take a million pills to try and cure a certain part of you, but it will never…

Money

Money, money, money, must be funny, in a rich man’s world. Sometimes you need to laugh though, right? I think these new notes are funny, with their see-through hole. Because you see the world differently if you have money, well I imagine you do. This tiered divide of us, measured on how much you, ha, I was going to say earn, but…

Destruction

I’m all alone in the distance, watching the world disintegrate in front of my eyes. How will I survive without money? I have had to give up my savings to my family to save my younger brother in the flames and I haven’t seen them since. That was a week ago now. My mouth was chapped, my legs were dragging on the…

Subscribe To Our Newsletter

Subscribe To Our Newsletter

Join our mailing list to receive the latest news and updates from our team.

Thank you for subscribing!